Some people who had snuck past security to watch the drama couldn't help but laugh out loud when they saw her state.
"What a fucking idiot. Who is she trying to fool?"
"She's great at playing the victim, but not too bright."
"This is hilarious. Wasn't she all high and mighty when she was hitting Shayla Talbot? Now she's acting all innocent and claiming *she's* the one who got hit. Miss Sawyer is just too soft. She should've slapped her a few more times."
"Exactly. That would've been satisfying."
...
Listening to their chatter and observing the crowd's expressions...
especially when her eyes met Ryder Sharp's, which were as cold and desolate as frost.
She felt as if she'd been plunged into an ice cellar, a chill running through her entire body. An unprecedented despair completely enveloped her, and her mind went blank.
Shayla Talbot took one last drag from her cigarette, then threw it to the ground and crushed it with her foot.
"You reap what you sow."
